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SWAM I
RAM'S
REINCARNATION
By FRANK BLIGHTON
Copyright
CHAPTER I.
The Wrack of the Limited.
Tom Davenport's curiosity overcame
Us discretion. Be Jumped from the
cab of the giant Atlantic-type locomo
tive and ran over toward the disused
freight shed beside the Lordsburg sta
tion. Five minutes before he had been
an Irreproachable, well-polsed railroad
passenger engineer; but the suspicious
oft-repeated trips of a diminutive,
?epla-colored man carrying milk be
tween the station restaurant and the
old shed excited him to a pitch where
rules, regulations and e*ren demerits
counted for nothing.
There was something peculiarly fur
tive and wary about the little brown
nan's stealthy look around?a mystert
sob, unexplained air of watchfulness?
as If guarding some secret, the nature
of which Davenport could not Imagine.
"Why should that rfneaky-looklng
little devll_ be carrying milk into that
shed?" Tom asked himself at the first
trip. "Why don't he drink it In the
restaurant If he's so nll-flred fond of
It, or go back In the diner and guzzle
It dow
game?'
The second Journey between the two
points was even more mystifying to
the engineer. As the door to the ram'
shackle structure closed behind the
milk-bearer Tom Itched to follow him.
"ril bet a 'dobe dollar to a centavo
he ain't drinking It himself," he grunt
ed, sliding from his seat to the roomy
gangway between the boiler and the
tender. "But somebody's drinking It
?that's a dneh. Be ain't buying milk
down In this desert country to spill It
around promiscuous like. But if he
ain't drinking It himself, who Is? And
If somebody else Is drinking It, why
Is be hiding out in that old shack?"
The stoical figure was padding back
again toward the restaurant, evident
ly Intent on procuring still more lac
teal fluid. Then It was that Tom
dropped to the ground and shot over to
the disused building.
He popped his head Into the open
door and withdrew It with a celerity
which would have made his train on a
straightaway two-per-eent down-grade
resemble a handcar climbing a hill pro
pelled by a lone section hand.
His fireman, Patrick Mahoney, from
the opposite side of the great machine
observed Davenport's action with pro
found amazement. It was not only
against Jhe rules?It was unprecedent
ed, unheard-of.
"What's matter?" demanded Ma
honey, as his obese chief climbed back
Into the cab with a speed as marvel-"
ous as unwonted.
Davenport swung to his seat without
deigning a reply. His face was very
pole. He did not look toward his run
ning mate?Instead, his horrified gaze
might be said to have been frozen to
the door of the old freight shack, al
lowing, of course, for the Intervening
distance.
He Intently watched the return of I
atnm of humanity |
with something 6eT^SW!P!WH?H
and awe and stndled him Intently as
bo?again entered ?the tumble-down
building for the third time.
The conductor emerged from the
telegraph office, clutching a train or
der simultaneously with the reappear
ance of the sepla-colored gentleman
from the former freight house. Tom
saw that he was now carrying a small,
round, covered basket of odd shape.
Not unjll then did the engineer seenr
to rouse from the fascination which
the little brown man had thrown over
him, and even as he waited the start
ing signal he leaned from the cab win
dow so far, as he followed the stranger '
with his eyes, that Mahoney feared he 1
would fall out
As he turned to look across the cab '?
at the fireman Davenport did nQt have '
the appearance of a man who Is still
possessed of curiosity; but what he |
had seen he evidently had no Intention
of revealing.
"Give her the gun, Paddy," said he
In a harBh, unnatural voice. "We're
fifteen minutes late now, and If we
don't want to be dancing on the carpet
in the super's office In El Paso we've
<$0t to make up that time If we burn
out a crown she*t to do It,"
Mahoney nodded as he reached for
the firing-valve and shot another pow
erful Jet of oil against the sides of
the "wrinkle-belly" firebox, while he
I opened the blower to Its fullest capac- j
I lty. He was debating what had come
I over his phlegmatic superior.
The thick, black smoke roared out f
' of the short stack as Tom leaned again j
! from the window, wondering why he
did not get the starting signal. The
conductor was standing expectantly on |
the platform fidgeting with his watch. I
Impatiently the engineer was reach-]
lng for his detention card to note the
new loss of time as a partial measure
of self-protection, when a tall, lithe,
athletic young man rushed across th<
platform and leaped up the steps oi!
the Pullman. Simultaneously the air
whistle sounded, and Tom yanked hli
throttle-lever with obvious disgust. |
1 He was now elghteea minute? be
hind his schedule, and his whole ran
was over one of the worst railroad di
visions In America?mo difficult, la
fact, that the crews covering It had
dubbed It the "Stormy."
The Pacific Limited trailing behind
him?crack train of the great trans
continental system?was usually a six
car affair. Today It was seven, and
all Tom Davenport's finesse as a loco
motive engineer had been called upon
to make Lordsburg with only a quar
ter-hour delay.
Up to Mescal he had climbed from
Tucson, then dropped down a terrific
grade around "Dead Men's Curve,"
Into Benson; tip again the sharp 1
ascent Into Dragon, then down through
Cochise and Ban Simon apon the only
few mOes of straight tr?<k the entire
division boasted.
Once more Davenport set hls> teeth
as he Jammed the cut-off lever far
down In the corner and nursed his
train up through Stein's pass, over the
summit, and down again Into Lords
burg.
He had. still one hundred and forty
eight miles to go In two hundred and
fourteen minutes, besides making up
that lost eighteen, to maintain his
schedule.
The grade was not so nerve-racking
Into El Paso, and once at Separ, tha
summit, Tom calculated on the long,
gradual drop down through the valley
of the Rio Grande to the terminus to
aid him in considerably exceeding the
usual running time of a mile In a min
ute and a third, which was the average
of his particular schedule for the en
tire division.
Ba>k In the swaying, lurching Pull
mans a realization of the unusual
speed began to communicate Itself to
the minds of the passengers, now
streaming forward to the dining car In
response to the first call for dinner.
Buchanan Williams, whose hurried
rush across the platform at Lords
1 burg had enabled him to make a con
nection which saved an eight-hour de
lay, stopped In the vestibule of the
diner to pass his ticket to the con
| ductor.
I "Some class to this," he chuckled as
he tendered the bit of pasteboard. "Do
you think we'll make El Paso on
j timel"
"Within a few minutes of It," smiled
back the other reassuringly. "Tom
^Davenport's up ahead, and he hates to
make extlanatlons at eithe'r end of
the division. -Going to Chicago,
Buck?"
"No; Mexico. Trouble down Culla
can way. Another revolution; and
every man In my mine, I suppose. Is
out trying to make himself president
with a shotgun Instead of using a di
rect primary to get the 'nomination.
Wish they'd settle down. The El
Tlgre Is beginning, to pan out big?
but we need men to -work it."
"Some mine, that El Tlgre. -accord
ing to the talk of the boys coming out
of that sectloh^'
sicpl smile. "She paid out moreTEaiT
a half-million last year, and we've only
scratched her back so far. Wait until
we get down to the flve-hundred-foot
level and drift Then we'll make
Johnny Rockefeller's wig take on a
marcel-wave efTect."
He swung Into the diner and seated
himself In the only vacant chair. Op
posite sat a small, dark, unobtrusive
little man whose Bkln was a trifle too
tawny for either a Mexican or an In
dian.
"Tils coal-black hair, large, luminous
brown eyes, and general appearance i
of Intellectuality were unusual, but of
fered a strange contrast to a certain
humility of manner, Williams thought
rather contemptuously.
Buck scanned the card while the
waiter brought the meal his vis-a-vis
had previously ordered. The mining
man's interest in his fellow passenger
Increased as he noted that his meal
consisted wholly of vegetables and
that he drank nothing but milk.
The limited was snorting up the
grade toward Separ when his own
dinner was brought In.
Williams ate voraciously, as only an
American can whose life is spent In
combat with the apparently sterile
and antagonistic country which they
were traversing.
He glanced curiously over at his
traveling companion. The brown eyes
seemed to take on a half melancholy,
brooding look, as if the owner iu-o
peering into a future pregnant with
events.
He laved his hands in the silver fin
ger-bowl, wiped them carefully, and,
while waiting for the check, drew from
his pocket a sheet of paper and began
to peruse It.
"Traveling far?" queried Puck, with
the bluff heartiness of the West,
"To New England, sar," smiled back
the little man.
"You don't belong In these parts,
then," laughed the miner, scrutinizing
the brown atom of humanity with a
half-humorous, half-pitying expression.
"I am from Bombay, Bar," wa? the
polite reply.
? -nh lnrtl. T ... jtmt
country you hailed from. May I ask
your name)"
?1 am called Jallslngrao Jltendra,
?ar," he said In a low?volce, but sin
gularly clear. "And yours?"
"Buck Williams," smiled back the
stalwart chap across the table. "Sorry
rm leaving at El Paao. I should like
to talk with yon about your country?
some day I hope to visit It It must
be very Interesting, from what I have
heard."
"Yes." The monosyllable suggest-1
ed more than mere acquiescence, espe
cially when combined with the enig
matic smile which fllted over the
Oriental's Intelligent face, then van
ished, leaving his features emotionless
save for an expression of polite 11
qulry.
'I've heard some wonderful stories
about India," observed the mining man
reflectively. "Some of them strongly
resembled conscientiously told triple
plated lies; but they were Indorsed by
persons who I knew were usually con
servative. For Instance, Is It trne that
In your countrjr people can disappear
and reappear almost instantly miles
away?"
Jltendra'B answer came hesitatingly.
"There are many things, sahib,
which I may not dlscnss save with
those who have prepared themselves
by the Hatba-Yoga or the Ragah-Yoga.
The wisdom of our people Is old?very
old. Their ways are not your ways,
sahib, and what they practice is for
some purpose which we are taught Is
right and In necessary preparation for
our next relncar?"
Bis unfinished sentence was
drowned In a horrible, grinding roar.
The dining car, directly behind the
swaying engine, seemed to rear .up In
the front and fold back upon Itself.
Buck Williams caught sight of the
calm, untroubled, face of Jltendra
peering over the top of the table above
him. Simultaneously he was catapult
ed backward to the rear of the car.
The roar died down Into a sickening,
slithering crash, as the balance of the
cars In the rear impinged against the
wooden end of the diner, crushing It
reslstlessly against the heavy steel
tender of the locomotive In front
In the first moment of utter silence
except for the hissing of the leviathan
of steam now quivering, but stationary,
ahead, Buck picked himself up from
the vestibule of the car.
"God bless the man who Invented
steel platforms," he whispered to him
self as he contemplated the wreckage
In front Then b'6 leaped through the
open space to the Pullman behind and
tumbled to the right of way.
From the front of the diner, which
was twisted and doubled back upon It
self, arose an agonized screech. The
negro cooks and waiters, penned In or
close beside the tiny kitchen, were
shrieking for aid?such as them as
still remained alive.
- The locomotive stood half sldewlse
on the embankment, the broken driv
ing-rod which had caused the disaster
driven far In the earth. The desert
wind swirling around the curve of the
hill dropped a piece of paper of
strange texture at Buck Williams"
feet.
Involuntarily he picked It up and
read, drawn by an Impulse which he
could not fathom:
"Beloved:
"Until long after I had crossed, the
sacred water of the Ganges, with Its
burden of true betievers progressing
to their next Incarnation, and lived
among the people of this far-off coun
try, I never understood the meaning
of true love; but now, after your many
sacrifices for me, I believe I do.
"As I have knelt before the shrine
of the Blue Buddha, I have learned
meh di-vntion ns
yours; come, therefore, tcnBcTfHlP
speedily. I write in English that you
may see how I have improved.
"INDIRA."
Buck thrust the missive into his
pocket and turned to the twisted
tangle of the wrecked diner. He' re
gretted that he had read the note
.through on the Impulse of the mo
ment, for the intimate affairs of a
chance traveling companion were sure
ly no business of his.
The texture resembled that of the
paper which Jitendra had been read
r ing at the beginning of their converse
tlon. The peculiar style and Idiom of
the communication left little doubt
that it was the same and had some
how escaped from him at the Instant
of the crash.
A sinister jet of flame sptraled up
from the splintered fragments. The
trainmen were already hewing fran
tically at the debris, and presently a
negro crawled painfully through the
orifice they made, dragging a broken
leg.
Another followed, then another, his
face grimed with the smoke of the
fast rising fire which, In spite of des
perate efforts, seemed destined to con
sume the demolished car.
But of Jitendra the mining man saw
no sign, and he smothered an Impre
cation (it the exasperating slowness of
the crew, as he wrenched an ax from
r.r.d of them and attacked the pil? at
! mother point.
(To be Continued)
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